Dumb Balan became interested: "Is there a snow monster?" That stuff looks pretty cute with its fluffy stuff, and if it does, I'll bring one back and keep it. ”

Snow monsters don't want to lose face?

Cheng Xinghe pushed away Dumb Balan's head: "You know a fart, what do you think Disney cartoons are?" ”

This matter was still passed on by the guide of Rongkuo Snow Mountain.

The environment of Rongkuo Snow Mountain is harsh, but from time to time there are still people who ask for guides to take them into the mountain.

No one has a grudge against money, and the guide doesn't care why they came, it's strange that after leading the way up the mountain, there are often some people missing.

The way of disappearance is also very strange - the group is obviously tied together with ropes, but I don't know when it will be, there is only an empty sleeve left, and the person is gone.

Who doesn't doubt this? As soon as the guide investigated, he suddenly found that the missing people all had a common characteristic.

Those people often carry compasses, Lu Ban rulers and the like - all of them are Feng Shui gentlemen.

Since then, this place has been nicknamed the Feng Shui Master's Tomb.

said that as long as a feng shui master goes in, he will definitely not be able to come out alive, and there may be something in it, and he has a deep hatred with the feng shui master.

It's the first time I've heard of who the feng shui master recruited to provoke whom, and where else is there such a target for us?

Cheng Xinghe looked at us with a look of disbelief, and said: "This is what I heard when I was studying art in Lao Hai's house before-a friend of Hai Yingchun heard that there was such a reputation in that place, and he was full of food, so he wanted to go in to see what was inside, and swallowed so many peers, but he really never came back." ”

Hai Yingchun couldn't contact him, so he asked Lao Hai, and when Lao Hai heard it, he said that you should set up a well-dressed mound for him, and the insiders entered Rongkuo Snow Mountain, and provoked the things in it, and they couldn't get a single hair back. Later, to be right, that friend really disappeared and was never seen again. ”

Dumb Balan was not convinced: "As for Hai Yingchun's urine, my friend may not have any ability, I feel that he is not good at learning." ”

Cheng Xinghe looked at the dumb Balan like a fool: "He is a senior apprentice of Xiaolang Mountain Ma Tianshi, and he is a first-class person at a young age, not better than a few of us?" ”

As he spoke, he counted the names of several people: "Not only him, but my uncle and his family have also died, and the He family is the same, they are all some young two hundred and five, and they know the difficulties, and now, the families of the Twelve Heavenly Steps dare not let their descendants enter this place, this place is one of the few forbidden places in the industry." ”

As he spoke, he looked at me and sighed: "I knew that there was no normal place for Qixing to go." ”

Dumb Balan was interested: "What could that be?" Did the feng shui master rob his wife, or did he kill his father? ”

You'll have to ask that thing personally.

Herb looked at me with a worried look in her eyes.

Dumb Balan interjected: "In this case, Sister Huoxiang, you're fine—you're not an insider!" ”

Bai Huoxiang also pushed Dumb Balan's head up, staring at the looming snow-capped mountain tops in the distance, frowning.

Xichuan was originally a tourist attraction, and the scenery at the foot of Rongkuo Snow Mountain is also very beautiful, and the lake is extremely clear, and the trees and sky are set against the background, like a huge sapphire born on the ground.

Even if I was in a hurry, I knew that sharpening knives was not a mistake for woodcutters, so I first found a place to live at the foot of the mountain and inquired about the situation here.

Now is the off-season of tourism, the local mountain people are hospitable, especially the Xichuan girl, generous and cheerful, you buy her a string of roast bacon, a pot of bamboo wine, she will dance a long national costume, give you a local dance, with a song, although I don't understand, but also bright and clear, very pleasant.

I looked up from the bottom of the mountain, and I could really see that - no wonder so many feng shui masters were going up, they felt that they had seen that thing.

This vast snow-capped mountain towers into the sky and is in the shape of a bucket.

This is the famous "Tsubel Bucket".

The fence bucket is the main gathering, and the heavenly fence bucket is to receive all the aura around him - as if a magnifying glass can gather sunlight and ignite paper.

And in the middle of the heavenly fence fight, an aura rose from the ground and rushed straight to Xiao Han.

That position is the largest spiritual vein I've ever seen.

Looking at that scale, an animal can become a sperm, and if a person goes to that place to practice, it is estimated that he will be one step away from ascending to immortality.

But—between that aura, there was a green aura.

Something has already taken the lead in becoming the king.

The one who took those feng shui gentlemen away, is it that spiritual thing?

It seems that Sanchuan Red Lotus may be in that position.

Just thinking about it, the phone came, and when I picked it up, it was Du Zhizhi.

Du Zhizhi's voice was urgent and fast: "Are you back to Xichuan?" ”

I really deserve to be the heir of the Western faction, and before my ass is hot, you will know my whereabouts.

I had no choice but to say yes.

Du Zhizhi gritted her teeth: "You also went to Rongkuo Snow Mountain?" ”

You know, there's nothing to hide.

Du Yuzhi lost her temper for the first time: "How many people in the industry died in that place, do you know?" ”

I know, but for the sake of Xiaoxiang, I still have to go.

Du Zhizhi was silent for a while, and only said after a while: "I also know that you won't wait for me - I called a trustworthy one to find you, and he will be there soon." ”

I immediately said, "This is my own business, and I can't send others to death." ”

Du Zhizhi was silent for a moment: "Now, your own life is not only your own. ”

I was stunned, and Du Zhizhi hung up the phone.

Cheng Xinghe gloated while eating bacon: "No wonder everyone wants to marry a wife - it's good to have a wife who knows cold and hot." ”

You only see thieves eating meat, but you don't see thieves being beaten.

After the sun went down and the temperature plummeted, the young man in the shop poured me a glass of local bamboo tube wine and asked me if the guest room was not enough to live in Chinese. Do you want to open another one? Anyway, it's the off-season, the rooms are empty, and we have a lot of people, so we can get a discount.

I'm a little blind, aren't the rooms set by the head? How is it not enough?

The young man was also surprised, so he pointed to the door: "That later aunt hasn't arranged a room yet!" ”

Auntie?

I followed his hand and looked out, but there was nothing there.

The young man himself was stunned for a moment, and scratched the back of his cleanly shaved head: "It's weird, that aunt was still at the door just now, staring at you all the time, asking her what she was, and she didn't speak, isn't it from your family?" ”

I frowned, chased out to look, and the outside was still empty, so I asked the young man, "What does that aunt look like?" ”

The young man hurriedly gestured and said that the hair was long, and he could not see his face, but only saw a white mark on one hand.

My heart suddenly lifted up -, is it Snow Guanyin?

She's chased here?

When Cheng Xinghe heard this, he immediately showed a very headache expression: "It's really a female madman - Qixing, how did you offend her?" ”

If only I knew.

Could there be any misunderstanding here?

It's a big spider again, and it's a tracker, what misunderstanding can make her do her job?

Besides, with Xue Guanyin's ability, if you really move me, isn't it a simple matter?

Why are you sneaking around in the back all the time?

As the saying goes, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, but I'm afraid of thieves worrying, that's how I feel - I'm really panicked.

I asked Cheng Xinghe and the others to be careful, rest, and set off early in the morning.

Then I went to the shopkeeper to buy something to go up the hill.

As soon as the young man heard that I was going up the mountain, he hurriedly volunteered to find me a guide—this kind of off-season, there is work that everyone rushes to do.

As he spoke, he shouted behind him: "Fly swatter!" There's a job! ”

Is this a person's name?

Who would be called that?

What's even more unexpected is that the voice of a crisp little girl turned out to be a crisp voice: "Hey." ”

As she spoke, a little girl of eighteen or nineteen years old was born timidly behind, with a dark complexion and two plateau red patches on her face.

I couldn't hold back my curiosity: "What's her name?" ”

The young man said happily, "Look at her hands." ”

On one of the little girl's hands, five fingers were severed at the root, leaving only a square palm—like a fly swatter, to put it cruelly!

What happened to such a young girl to fall into this disability?

And Cheng Xinghe bumped me on the shoulder: "Have you noticed, the people here all have common characteristics." ”

As soon as he said this, I could see that the locals here were more or less flawed.

Some people are missing an eye, some are missing a foot, and some are sitting directly in a wheelchair.

Even the little girl who sold bacon and sang and danced just now - in satin bloomers and knee-length black boots, was a prosthetic leg.

Dumb Balan was stunned, and after seeing it, he asked directly: "Hey, buddy, you people here, how many or less, are a little ......"

The young man was very cheerful: "Oh, because we took those places and exchanged things." ”

With body parts - for things?

"With whom?"

The young man pursed his lips and mysteriously pointed to Rongkuo Snow Mountain.